Quite some time elapsed after the discovery of the secret room. By then, the guardian who'd come to be known as Fae would also enroll at Lucifer's academy as a member of his household. The power of memories had brought Staxius to his feet. As such, he spent his time inside the workshop.
'I need a breath of fresh air,' he pulled drafters, fresh crisp air blew across his face, '-my god,' he inhaled deeply, '-feels longer than I had imagined. I should check up on my students. The weekend is over, better get to work I suppose,' a makeshift bedroom was installed shy of the crafting stations. He threw on his working outfit and headed for the academy.
